a/n: let me know if it's too hard to read, I can always edit out some of the 'stuttering' in his thoughts
The worm died with a spray of of blood. A dark arcing rainbow from a a a writhing hose, barely visible in the the gloomm.
Disgustingg.
I spat dirt and blood out out of of my mouth.
I listened for for more of themm, and heard nothingg.
Dirt fell on my on my head. The tunnel was ccollapsing. Its infrastructure was ddestabilized by my my grenades.
we're gonna die here
I crouched, coveringg my my head.
Pinpricks of llight began to to shine down here and here and there in the the dank darkness.
There was a a a faint roarr behind the pinpricks ...
The ceilingg of the the tunnel shook and bowed at its at its weakest point.
Fuck. I rann.
My horse galloped ahead of of me.
Just in ttime.
A massive sectionn crumbled and smashed downn over the the corpses of of the worms.
Debris sprayed and and dust filled the the air. It was impossible to to see.
I almost slipped. The the floor was a a a sludge of damp earth blood and guts.
ha get down here
Dust cleared.
stay down here
The tunnel had fully ccollapsed.
Sunlight illuminated the the wreckage, the half-buried worms.
I saw againn the the line of of my lance embedded in a a a scarred side of flesh. I tugged it it out.
My horse neededdd no encouragement, it it cantered over the the disintegrating slope of what had been the wall of of the tunnel, and leapt over over the the edge to to open air.
The roar got got louder.
Voices, cheers.
It was the people of of Lotus, standing along the the top edge of of their outermost wall. Some brave citizens gathering to to watch the conclusion of of the high circle's challenge.
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